The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor

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I saw that Ye Chen no longer shot, but landed on a small hillside outside the city, closed his eyes, and began to urge the technique of hiding the sky and crossing the sea with all his strength, gradually tumbling the body back into the sea.

When everyone in the city was in doubt, they saw that the two bundles of immortal ropes gradually appeared on his body, and they became more and more condensed with the passage of time. The thundercloud in the sky seems to have no target, and no longer expands, but gradually shrinks.

One hour, two hours...

About half a day later, with the sound of the clang, the bundle of immortal ropes swelled into solid, and then disappeared instantly. The five-color thundercloud also disappeared, and the sky and cloudless blue sky again resumed between heaven and earth.

Ye Chen finally opened his eyes. He was light and windy, casual and calm, black fluttering, and there was no trace of breath on his body, just like a mortal.

"No, after all, he escaped the thunderstorm."

Nan Chu's heart sank.

At this time, I saw Ye Chen lightly said: "Nan Chu, if you get out, kneel in front of me, sincere confession, to meet the debt, I can let go of your royal family."

Nan Chu heard, disdained in his heart, but his face was still full of smiles and said: "Zhenjun laughed, a little misunderstanding, so much so that it is so troublesome. If Zhenjun enters the city, we will discuss in detail, any misunderstanding can be Unwrapped."

"Do you think relying on this formation, I can't help you?"

Ye Chen said quietly, slowly reaching out and re-calling the broken sword: "It's okay, and see how I am, a sword chopping you turtle shell."

"Wow--!"

In the void, there was a fame of dragon-like fame, and the rusty bronze ancient sword was pulled out inch by inch by Ye Chen. Many royal families who saw this scene showed contempt in their eyes.

This sword is ordinary, there is no trace of mana, even the most common magic weapon, want to use this sword to break the king into a large array, it is a joke.

"I don't think he has shot yet, the sword will be shattered by mana."

"Chopping stones with straw, he thought he was Yuanying Tianjun, and every grass and tree could cut the world?"

"Ye Chen is poor."

"..."

Many powerful royal families shook their heads one after another.

Only Nan Chu frowned. He had seen Ye Chen's hand interrupt the sword. Although it was mediocre, it was extremely sharp. Even the top-notch Lingjia can't carry a sword.

"But my clan magic circle was created with earth vein aura. Unless Ye Chen can cut through the eighteen major formations with one sword, otherwise, the formation is endless. He is not an elementary infant and has no such strength."

Thinking of this, Nan Chu was relieved again.

Ye Chen closed her eyes and invigorated, slowly infusing true qi, the moment when the true qi was fully filled...

"boom--!"

A wave that crushed the heavens came to hundreds of miles.

This mighty and powerful, ten miles from the ground centered on Ye Chen, shattered. Chongxiao sword qi, excited from the broken sword, turned into Changhong, direct shot into the sky, as far as one hundred thousand feet high. Even thousands of miles away, you can see the long pillar of Qi Qi.

Like an ancient deity coming down the world, it is so powerful that it is far above the true prince of Chuqiao.

Countless people widened their eyes and looked incredible. I saw that in the crackling sound, countless mottled rust peeled off the broken sword. Among them, the crystal-clear sword body is like the most dazzling immortal gold casting, and the whole body is overflowing with Taoist fairy light. Thousands of auspicious qi, ten thousand rays of radiance bloom from it, which is still a mottled broken sword, clearly a peerless fairy sword Ling Chen.

"Giggle..."

Tianji Religion's eyes widened sharply, and their teeth were shaking: "Heaven, Tianbao?"

Everyone heard it and was shocked.

Tianbao is a tyrannical existence above Xianbao. It stands to reason that the earth cannot exist at all. Even if Xianbao, only the Seven Great Profound Doors exist!

It stands to reason that Tianbao can only be refined by combining with the true fairy, and only by the legendary deepest galaxy and in the oldest Daoist religion, Tianbao suppresses it. Who would have thought that the inconspicuous broken sword in Ye Chen's hand turned out to be a treasure.

"This sword is called Xuanyuan, and it is the sword of my Chinese ancestor, Xuanyuan Great Emperor. Xuanyuan Tianjun once held the Xuanyuan sword and opened up the path of Chinese cultivation. Today, I will use the sword to break through your royal city and cut your royal family! "

Ye Chen swept the sword ahead and closed his eyes slightly. The appearance of the emperor Xuanyuan thousands of years ago appeared again before his eyes.

He seemed to have traveled through time and space, seeing with his own eyes thousands of years ago, the scene where Xuanyuan Emperor brandished his sword. Countless mysteries of swordsmanship, all the true element operation, mana flow, and sword qi tips, all appear in Ye Chen's heart, clear and clear, like palm prints.

Ye Chen held the fairy sword and waved away a lightly written sword: "The sword shatters the stars!"

At that moment, Ye Chen seemed to become the Xuanyuan Emperor, and all the suffering, grief, and anger of the Chinese people, all the resentment in the chest, were counted in this sword.

The sword was cut out, and at this moment, the heavens and the earth were separated from the air, while the bright starry sky descended, while the clear sky shone brightly, a spectacle.

The whale hasn't swallowed the sea, the sword gas has already swept the sky!

The eighteen-story large array, the Baili King City, and the solid wall of the golden soup, under this sword, just like a tofu, was passed across and easily cut in two. The ground splits, and a bright sword mark runs from the foot of Ye Chen through the entire king city and continues to a hundred miles away, just like the heavens.

Ye Chen stepped out and came to Nan Chu.

Millions of monks, tens of thousands of innate, hundreds of tricks, no one stopped. Nan Chu raised his head, his eyes full of horror, as if he was alone in the world...

Full of fear!

"Giggle--"

In Nanli Wangcheng, the wind roared, the sword was full of air, and the city was full of horror. No one dared to make a sound. Only a gurgle came, which was the sound of Nan Chu's teeth trembling.

When he looked in horror, he saw that Ye Chen stepped on the blue stone slabs, struck in black, his hair fluttered, and came with a sword. Behind him, there was a long and narrow black crack, that was the space was cut. Traces, cracks never closed, like a sky eye.

The eighteenth-level top lineup was cut by a sword.

Ye Chen's sword not only chopped off the final reliance of the Nanli royal family, but also chopped off all arrogance, all restraint, and all arrogance in Nan Chu's heart.

"Boom Boom Boom--"

Ye Chen strolled.

On him, two clear bundles of immortals appeared, strangled into the body, and even struck out the two marks of the bones, which was a sign of two strong actions in one day, with all their strength, and was repulsed by the magic. Xuanyuan's broken sword in his hand, even after the outbreak of a blow against Yuanying, was instantly dim and unable to be used in a short time.

But this monk was full of abilities, and countless congenital tricks, but no one dared to shoot Ye Chen.

Numerous monks who stood in front of Ye Chen fled and ran away, no matter whether it was the true king of the royal family, or the soldiers of the Imperial Guards, no one dared to resist. The sea of ​​people splits in front of Ye Chen, revealing the figure of Nan Chu outside Baizhang.

Nan Chu only feels that although he is expensive as the royal prince of Nanli, under one person and above tens of millions, he is in charge of the hundreds of millions of beings in Nanli. Countless large armies and strong men protect, but they are so lonely, so delicate, as if abandoned by the world.

At this moment, Wanjun Puiyi!

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